We often judge people by what others say: friends say, colleagues advise, relatives tell stories. But the truth is that the best way to get to know a person is to listen to how they talk about others.

We all joke about this phrase, but think about it: in a moment of real danger, people begin to believe in everything - in God, in a miracle, in a lucky ticket in the clouds.

We often confuse sympathy, infatuation and love, although there is a huge difference between them.

They say that we love only once in our lives. The first real experience of love leaves a mark on the soul that cannot be erased. This feeling is unique, like the first sunrise or the first rain after a long drought.

We often think that we should only ask for forgiveness when we are guilty. But life shows that it is not always the one who is guilty who says “sorry” first. Sometimes it is the person who values ​​the relationship who does so.

Books that engage the imagination and make you feel that the world can be seen in a completely different way.

A warm, almost diary-like text about how to catch the mood at the border of seasons and turn sadness into coziness.

A light and informative blog where familiar dishes suddenly reveal themselves from an unexpected side.

My gustatory adventures, where food becomes the main impression, not museums or excursions.

Waiting is always much deeper: we wait for messages, meetings, decisions, love, understanding... and often we don't even understand that we're actually waiting.

I can brew the most expensive blend at home, add milk, sugar, whip up the foam... and still, when I drink it in the kitchen, it's not the same.

Every time I open my closet, it seems like my clothes are whispering, "If you choose me, will you be wrong?" 😅

People often joke: “You must have a bunch of tabs open there, like in a computer program.” 😅

I stand on the side of the road, watching them rush down the road, with the wind in my hair, and I think: isn't this freedom? Why should I feel weird just because I choose the roar of an engine instead of a quiet cafe on Saturdays?

It's quiet, stylish, fast, like you're riding on electric lightning. 🌩 You sit down, and it seems like the whole world obeys you, and the future is already here.

Their look, their movements, their unpredictability… it’s all fascinating. But there’s one huge “but”: I don’t like them living in my house. 😅

It understands when I feel bad, when I'm bored, when I want to give up. And then I go to the gym. The first workout is like a conversation with myself, like a challenge to my weaknesses. 💦

Even seconds drag on forever, and minutes turn into hours if I don't know what will happen next.

And now for me, night is my personal kingdom. When everyone is asleep, when the streets are empty, and the world slows down, I turn on the screen and immerse myself in other people's stories. 📺

You don't always need to look for something grandiose to feel the taste of life. Sometimes the simplest is enough.